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The dry orange leaves fall from tall trees Carried by a blowing wind This season has the softest breeze The season where the coats are thin The season where the snowflakes fall The season that you hang with kin And buy gifts from the shopping mall The season of the dying weeds And distant relatives coming in The season children cough and sneeze This season’s the season when
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
The Season When
The dry orange leaves fall from tall trees Carried by a blowing wind This season has the softest breeze The season where the coats are thin The season where the snowflakes fall The season that you hang with kin And buy gifts from the shopping mall The season of the dying weeds And distant relatives coming in The season children cough and sneeze This season’s the season when
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC
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